Can't you see, can't you see? I'm not that interesting I wanna be I wanna be A cog in the machine I'm taking the aching along with the mirth Relatable pain — feeling the loss of being so heard I'm free, gonna prop up my feet I'm free, so I roll up my sleeves And do something, prove nothing I'm falling free Falling free From fear and anxiety I wanna breathe I wanna breathe And be here now Partaking in faith has brought me to the floor Mistaken for shakin' an 8 ball til it scores I'm free, gonna prop up my feet I'm free, so I roll up my sleeves And do something, prove nothing I'm free, gonna prop up my feet I'm free, so I roll up my sleeves And do something, prove nothing I'm free, gonna prop up my feet I'm free, so I roll up my sleeves And do something, prove nothing I'm free, gonna prop up my feet I'm free, so I roll up my sleeves And do something, prove nothing